It’s a contentious anniversary. We moved to Bushwick on February 28, 2007. I’ll never forget the date, because the closing on the house had been postponed so many times I didn’t think it was going to happen — it was also the very last day on our lease. The stress of that day was compounded by the fact that we had to live with the old owner downstairs for five more days, as per an agreement allegedly faxed to our lawyer that, though not signed, was forced on us under threat of yet another postponement of our move-in date. Too bad Luis had taken three days off of work so we could paint and clean the downstairs apartment to get it ready to rent out ASAP. When she finally did get the hell out, she left a putrid apartment full of mouse droppings, bags of old welfare beans, and carpets so full of dust I had a three-day-long allergy attack after I removed it with a mask on. We are still getting mail from their bank.

As we did work on the house over the last year, so the rest of the neighborhood improved. Buildings are being refurbished; trash and crackheads are ever-so-slowly disappearing; new stores are opening and old ones are adapting to the new reality of Bushwick. So much seems to be happening right now that seemed unlikely just six months ago.

As goes the neighborhood, so goes this site. I have experienced many things I never expected when I made my first few posts just around a year ago.

Despite several controversies and full-blown comment wars, it has all been for the best. Ideas have been exposed and exchanged that may never have been if these clashes had not occurred. I certainly learned a lot about the people who oppose and indeed hate our very presence in this neighborhood — valuable information if they are to be defeated in the realm of ideas. As I have said elsewhere, this is more of a personal hobby/obsession/problem of mine, but I do often enjoy it nonetheless.

Some people are certainly crazier than I could ever have imagined. I have never been so aware of being hated with such ferocity as I am now, all for expressing unpopular opinions and presenting unconventional analyses. Never has the accusation of racism been directed at me with such persistence and relentlessness, with such little evidence, and with such little knowledge of how I lead my day-to-day life. Never have I been so libeled with so many different — and often conflicting — accusations.

Other people are wonderful, and I consider many people I have met through this site to be friends. Bushwick in general has been amazing in that regard — I almost never have to leave the neighborhood to be able to hang out with cool people. The enthusiasm with which this site has been received and the feeling of camaraderie between those of us who chose to move here are both things that make it bearable to live here on those days when Bushwick just feels like being a dick.

So, to those of you who wish me harm or failure: fuck off and die, and get ready to be quite disappointed, respectively.

To those of you who have become my friends, who value this site even if you don’t agree with everything on it, and who hope for more in the future: your presence and support and most of all, participation is what has kept this site going. Stick around, it’s just getting good — and so is OUR neighborhood, Bushwick.